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or about Marcus and Connor, or even about me?"
    She barely even seemed to hear me, and I thought it was just going to be more silence, but finally she said something, "why do vampires not know about this place?" She looked up at me, "is there something that protects you from vampires here?"
    "Vampires don't know about this place because Marcus and Connor are always careful to come and go during the daytime only, so that vampires cant track them here. But no, there's nothing special about this place that protects it from vampires." That made me think of the far north though, and how vampires apparently never went there because of the long days.
    Fiona looked disappointed at my answer.
    "Don't worry though," I said in my best reassuring voice, "Marcus' family has been living in this house for hundreds of years and it's still safe. You will be safe here."
    Fiona went back to staring straight ahead and nodded, but I could tell she didn't look the least bit reassured. Not fearful either, more sad.
    There was something about her though, something I couldn't put my finger on. She almost looked familiar. I had travelled so much, never staying in one place for long, maybe we had crossed paths. "I get the feeling like we know each other," I said, "or at least your face is familiar. Do I look familiar to you?"
    She glanced up at me again, her expression guarded, and then went back to looking straight ahead. "No," she said.
    It was an actual word, instead of a shake or a nod of the head. Maybe I could count that as progress. "Well," I said, you're probably exhausted, would you like me to show you to your room?"
    "I think so," Fiona said. I got off the stool and went to pick up her backpack, thinking that she must be exhausted, that I would carry it for her, but she lunged, grabbing the shoulder straps with both hands and tearing it away from me, holding it to her chest and backing away a few steps.
    "I'm sorry," I said, cursing at myself in my head for not knowing better. I hadn't been quite that bad when Marcus and Connor had found me, but I knew I would have reacted similarly if either of them had tried to lay hands on my bag.
    Fiona didn't say anything though.
    I sighed, "let's go find you a room."

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    I gave Fiona one of the rooms close to Connor's, so that she wouldn't be too far away, and I made sure knew where everything in the house was, and that if she needed anything she was to wake me up immediately. I wouldn't be the least bit mad.
    I really wanted to make her feel at home. Connor and Marcus were all caught up in fighting over me and part of me really, really liked that and wanted to enjoy it, but it was such an inconvenient time for it. If they didn't bother to make Fiona feel welcome, to make a good first impression, she might just decide to leave.
    But it was hard to make a good impression on someone that barely looked at you and gave you just the most basic one word answers. After awhile I left her alone for the night. Maybe she would be more willing to open up with a good night of sleep in a comfy bed.
    And then I went and looked for another room to shake the dust out of, for me, just in case Connor and Marcus couldn't work out the distrust between them. I had said that I wouldn't be having any sort of physical relationship with either of them until they sorted it out and I had meant it. Which meant I definitely could not stay in Connor's room with him. I needed my own space.
    I was using a broom to very carefully gather up all the dust on the floor without disturbing it too much and sending it all around the room when I heard footsteps behind me in the doorway. I turned around and there were the two men, standing shoulder to shoulder, both looking in at me.
    It was still hard for me to believe that they could both be mine. That such a thing could ever exist... never in my wildest dreams had I even dared to hope for such a world.
    I noticed that Connor was looking victorious again, and I even caught just a shade of